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scarlettohairdye · 1 year
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Oh, your boyfriend? Yeah, uh, I validated some feelings he'd had for a while and supported him when he said he might not be a dude. Yeah, she's trans. I cracked her egg. She's your girlfriend now, and you get to watch her blossom and grow into a kind of beauty you can't possibly imagine now that she's not longer trying to fit herself into a box that doesn't fit, and all you have to do is love and support her as she does. You're welcome.
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Can’t get enough
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*Not my GIF - also the GIF isn’t directly related to the story, but really who doesn’t need an excuse to look at those abs?
Here’s another thing I wrote. This one has even less plot than the last so, enjoy i guess!
Summary: Basically just shameless Nikolai x reader insert smut with a bit of fluff on the side.
Word count: 1.5K ish
Warnings: NSFW - 18+ only. Smut, fem!reader, mention of oral sex, marking, handjob, P in V sex, unprotected sex & ejaculation (but they are married if that makes it better)
“You’re far too good at that,” you murmured as you came down from your high. Nikolai chuckled, the vibration against your over sensitive flesh making you squirm. Burying your hands in his untamed hair, you tugged him upwards. The self-satisfied smirk on his face would have been unbearably smug if he hadn’t just brought you to orgasm for the third time that night. He raised himself up on his elbows and pressed his lips to yours in a lazy kiss, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue. Then he flipped over onto his back and wrapped an arm around you, pulling you against his side. You snuggled in closer, throwing one leg over his as you ran your hand lightly across his chest and down, tracing absent patterns into his skin. He sighed contentedly, his eyes slipping closed. You studied his profile for a moment, wondering how you managed to get so lucky. Your mother had warned you that for women, sex was something to be endured rather than enjoyed. You were to allow your husband to take his pleasure as he wished, as was his right, and your role was only to provide him with a son and heir. Thankfully, the reality had turned out to be quite different and you had found Nikolai to be an attentive and unselfish lover. At first, you’d thought it was just a point of pride for him, a need to impress you when you were first married, but here you were years down the line and he was still as dedicated to your pleasure as he had been in the beginning, his own release always a secondary concern. In fact, you worried sometimes that perhaps he was neglecting his own needs in favor of satisfying yours, though of course he would never admit to it. Outside of the bedroom, he was just as thoughtful. As the newly crowned King of Ravka, his position was demanding, but he made a concentrated effort to put you first as much as he was able, and he rarely denied you anything that it was in his power to give. He could be a shameless flirt, but you knew without a doubt that he loved you, and you certainly loved him. You leaned up over him to press kisses to the tip of his nose, his eyelids, his cheek, the corner of his mouth, and his lips quirked up into a smile. He turned towards you, seeking a real kiss but you pulled back slightly so you could trail your lips down his throat instead and he hummed his approval, tipping his head back to give you better access. You nipped lightly at his Adam’s apple and bit down gently on the corded muscle at the juncture of his shoulder, drawing a gasp from him as you continued your wet, open mouthed path to his collarbone. Letting your hand drift lower, past his navel, you raked your nails gently across his pelvis while you sucked a bruise into his skin. His cock twitched in response, the muscles of his toned abdomen dancing under your hand. You tilted your head up to look at his face, ghosting your fingertips over his growing erection. “Recovered already?” He didn’t open his eyes, but he made an affirmative sound as you took him in hand, swiping your thumb over the head of his cock to gather the bead of pre-come already leaking there and spreading it as lubrication. You grasped him in a tight fist, jerking him roughly until he was panting, unable to stop himself from thrusting into your hand. When you added a twist of your wrist on the upstroke and ducked your head to swirl your tongue over one sensitive nipple, he groaned, his whole body shuddering. He rolled towards you without warning, eyes still closed, his mouth somehow finding yours and his weight pressing you into the mattress. You parted your legs for him, allowing him to position himself comfortably between your thighs as he kissed you, licking slowly into your mouth until you were both breathless. When you finally broke apart for air, he rested his forehead against yours, looking down at you through his lashes. You reached between your bodies to wrap your fingers around his cock again and you felt his breath hitch. “I need to be inside you,” he murmured as you resumed stroking him. You raised an eyebrow, surprised that he wanted to go another round so soon. “Again?” He dipped his head to nuzzle at the hollow of your throat, trailing his hand lightly down your side. “Mmhmm.” “You’re insatiable,” you teased. “Mmm,” he hummed in agreement, mouthing at the swell of your breast. He captured one dusky peak gently between his teeth at the same time as his fingers found your slick center and you gasped, arching into him, your body straining for more. “I can’t get enough of you,” he admitted. His tone was playful, but the look in his eyes was soft as they raised to meet yours. You lifted your free hand to tenderly card your fingers through his hair and he smiled, leaning into your touch, before he moved up to claim your mouth again. You pushed lightly at his shoulder, urging him onto his back and he went easily, his hands settling on your thighs as you straddled him. You raised yourself up on your knees, splaying one hand on his chest for balance and grasping his cock with the other, giving him several firm strokes as you lined him up with your entrance. His eyelids fluttered closed again and he inhaled sharply, his thumbs caressing your thighs as you sank down onto him, pausing only when your hips were flush with his. You couldn’t help the moan that escaped you at the feeling of fullness. You ground your hips against his experimentally, simultaneously clenching your inner muscles and he groaned loudly, hands tightening on your thighs, his fingertips digging into your flesh almost hard enough to bruise. You repeated the motion, the combination of his reaction and the added friction to your clit already enough to have you chasing release. You sat up straighter as you began to ride him, setting a hard, fast rhythm, lifting yourself up until only the head of his cock remained inside you and then dropping back down to take his entire length at once, your thigh muscles burning with the effort. Nikolai pushed himself up into a sitting position, bracing himself on one arm and tangling his free hand in your hair so that he could pull you in for a bruising kiss, swallowing your sounds of pleasure. You nipped at his bottom lip when he released you and his hands found your waist, helping rather than guiding as he began thrusting up to meet you, the deeper penetration sending you both hurtling towards release in just a matter of moments. He slipped his hand between your sweat slick bodies with practiced ease, determined as ever that you should reach your climax first but you had already decided that this would be for him alone and you would not be deterred. Lacing your fingers through his, you stopped him before he reached his destination and kissed him thoroughly to distract him from his goal. You moved your hips harder against him until his movements became frantic, losing all semblance of rhythm. “Come for me,” you commanded quietly and he did, the gentle caress of your voice in his ear exactly what he needed to send him over the edge. He cried out, his body taught as he spilled his seed inside of you. You clung to him as the wave of his orgasm crested and peaked, one hand in his hair and the other sweeping across his broad shoulders. You stayed that way, your bodies tangled together so intimately that it was hard to tell where you ended and he began, until your breathing calmed and the pounding of your hearts slowed to their usual steady rhythm.
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enthusiastic-nimrod · 2 years
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antiendovents · 26 days
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btw to the two anons I got complaining about tags : no. Deal with it you bitch
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joesquinns · 5 months
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Firstly, I want to state that I am sorry for all the fans who were going to meet Joe this coming weekend and now can't! I feel for you and the following is not directed at you ♥
The following is directed at those...well if you read the following, and you feel called out then yes, it's probably for you.
I have been in many fandoms in my life and I have seen tons of con announcements and cancellations and I SWEAR I never saw a statement, where the guest was devastated that he could not appear....
Do you remember Italy 2022? Summer? Joseph was stalked, his hotel was leaked in message groups, and yet he still went out to greet his fans and take pictures with them (without getting paid btw)
Do you remember this year the US con, I think it was NOLA, where he was supposed to be there the whole weekend but because of passport issues he could only be there one day? He could have cancelled, easily! Easily! But he didn't! No, he put all those three days into one day! He stayed over time for this. But of course, he only did this for the money!
You know what the summary is that I read from fans meeting Joe? It was rushed, but for these 10 seconds he made me feel like the love of his life. Back then it was called 'what a sweetheart' now it's 'of course he only does it for the money'
Remember his first con ever? The one in London? A fan thanked him for everything, and he cried. But of course, he did if for the money.
The second London con? He was in the middle of filming AQPDO, and he could have easily cancelled this one as well. I mean, he was filming, he probably just got a huge pay cheque.
Joseph Quinn has showed over the span of the last 15 months that he can go out of his way for his fans, but they only sit here and are starting to call him an ugly, balding, gold digging fuck boy.
You don't deserve Joseph Quinn, ungrateful bitches.
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ajyanjay · 10 months
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I have become a Fyodor account
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milokchan · 2 years
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Hey yo I have some lazy memes, so I'll put them here 🗿
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Happy farmer's and Emily's wedding!
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zorcha · 8 months
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My friend convinced me to post it
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chacerider · 4 months
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E C H O
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drieddpetals · 3 months
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modern au jesper using irish slang my beloved
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Bathena: *survives the room filling with water*
Me:
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contrael · 1 year
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Yep, I dug Dream Daddy meme out of its grave, only to make a corintheus joke
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purplebluepen45 · 1 year
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It's been a while since I draw these two again (*´▽`*)
But I swear, Sans continues to shrink and Papyrus to growing larger every time I draw them ^^;
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thankyoulevi · 2 months
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peachym00 · 2 months
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✨r/Unhinged4unhinged is here✨
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Explicit❗️Graphic Depictions of Violence❗️ Strangers to Lovers ✨ Businessman Vegas 💻 Student Pete 📚 Falling In Love 💘
Vegas doesn’t usually spend his evenings being punched in the face while preventing his brother from being kidnapped. So when this very scenario happens one balmy Friday night, he is wholly unprepared. And when a handsome stranger comes to his aid, he’s desperate to find him again when he disappears without even staying to tell Vegas his name.
Or, the one where Macau helps Vegas use the power of the internet to find his soulmate.
Helloooo! Another new fic from me and my very long wip list! This was, in fact, supposed to be a short one shot yet has grown to be 16k of silly softness lmao, and it's still not quite finished😅
Happy reading!
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simonsapelsin · 2 months
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one thing about me is that I will be wilmonizing edmar until the day I die.
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